[captcincupid]

‎‎‎‎‎‎𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐘 ୨୧ she/her , minor , dick grayson's true love derek morgan's princess cara ward irl written by sabrina carpenter #1 lia zhang the best girl kisser you'll ever meet (i've never kissed anyone) sunshine kind of a writer?? probably fucked up in the head

reading: good girl, bad blood

watching: cm s6, grey's anatomy s2

status: semi-active

[cherryseascns]

ㅤ𖬺 ⠀‘⠀ ୁׄ ಎ. CELINE DELACROIX 𝔁 MALE!READER

when you confessed to her in the middle of the street, she didn’t even hesitate to reject you. then she turned to sloane, lifted her into a bridal carry, & walked off into the sunset, leaving you just standing there.

ran away with sloane.

kissed sloane.

anything but be your girlfriend.

[cherryseascns]

WHAT ARE THESE HOMOS DOING BRO😭😭😭😭 EMBARRASSING 😭😭😭😭#okayimissthem

[cherryseascns]

no one will piss me off this year, i’ll block the entire world if i have to

[silkscent]

ochako uraraka!reader who was supposed to be eyeless jack’s meal—but when he pinned you down to kill you and slice your stomach to eat your kidneys, you grabbed his wrist mid-strike, kicked him, and suddenly he was weightless, floating in the air.

ochako uraraka!reader who vomited after a few minutes of keeping jack afloat, forcing you to drop him.

ochako uraraka!reader who left jack curious; he disappeared into the woods once you stopped vomiting.

ochako uraraka!reader who was just as curious. it had been years since your ability made you feel nauseous; you thought you’d overcome that weakness during high school—but it seemed someone had brought it back.

ochako uraraka!reader who felt this wouldn’t be your last encounter with the ‘creature,’ but still tried to shrug the thought off.

ochako uraraka!reader whose instincts weren’t wrong. when you woke up to get a glass of water, your eyes met hollow sockets, black liquid dripping from both.

ochako uraraka!reader who couldn’t keep your eyes off jack, yet couldn’t stop shivering, feeling like you might wet your pyjamas at any moment.

ochako uraraka!reader who thought your end had come, stopped shaking, and walked to the window to open it. (this is such a typical horror movie,,, but for the sake of this work, let's leave it at,,, hmm that.)

ochako uraraka!reader who looked at jack like he was any human. you didn’t scream, didn’t call the police, didn’t grab a weapon—even if it was just a spoon.

ochako uraraka!reader who tried to make conversation with jack, even if he wouldn’t answer.

ochako uraraka!reader who didn’t mind seeing a bloody cannibal appear at your window every night. sure, it surprised you, but over time you began to look forward to interacting with him—even if it was mostly you talking.

ochako uraraka!reader who, one night, brought a cat home (planning to send it to an animal shelter in the morning), and when jack arrived, he saw you floating along with the cat as you played, making jack remember the reason why he hadn’t eaten you until now.

ochako uraraka!reader who saw jack watching and opened the window, inviting him in. he hummed in response, observing you float gently to the floor.

ochako uraraka!reader who finally heard jack speak: “you make things float.” his voice was low, hollow, and sent chills down your spine .

ochako uraraka!reader who explained how zero gravity works ,, “it lets me make any object weightless when i touch it with the pads on my fingertips.”

ochako uraraka!reader who made a chair float for demonstration, freezing jack—not with fear, but with curiosity that had grown.

ochako uraraka!reader who became thrilled that jack was now speaking to you. his replies were short, but you took them gladly.

ochako uraraka!reader who got flustered whenever jack kept staring at you as you spoke.

ochako uraraka!reader who began stuttering, unable to keep your eyes on anything other than the cannibal.

ochako uraraka!reader who eyeless jack grew fond of over time.

ochako uraraka!reader who slowly made the cannibal fall in love with you.

ochako uraraka!reader who now leaves the window open so jack can come in anytime—though he tells you to close it for “reasons.”

ochako uraraka!reader who noticed that jack eats kidneys and raw meat, not normal human food.

ochako uraraka!reader who didn’t have any to offer but felt bad for not giving your partner anything.

ochako uraraka!reader who offered your own blood to jack. (you definitely practiced saying this in the mirror beforehand, and it still took you a whole two minutes to actually tell him,, good thing he’s patient though.)

ochako uraraka!reader who made jack hesitate longer than usual—not because he doubted you, but because he was aware of your feelings and his own. he didn’t want to hurt you, and wondered if he had control over it—but the scent of your blood drew him irresistibly.

ochako uraraka!reader who felt jack’s teeth sink and gripped his shoulders, letting him take as much as he wanted.

ochako uraraka!reader who became the first thing that made eyeless jack feel less heavy.

ochako uraraka!reader and eyeless jack my shaylas.

O1 ﹕ the concept of vi matching ej w ochako!reader bc ochako would accept ej and and and offer their blood to ej......sighs....togachako my babies

O2 ﹕ pretend tgis is peak....okay...?okay.....

O3 ﹕ pretend it's vvv romantic too bc i SUCK when romanceigets incolved. also grammatical mistakes,,, yeah,, probably. and this sucks lwk. WRITIMH OS BUNS BUT PLEASE SEE THE VISION

O4 ﹕ ik it doesn’t show much of ochako’s ochako-ness,, bc i focused more on how they met n all that,, i just rlly love the idea of jack ending up with someone who has a personality like ochako—someone who wouldn’t outcast anyone just bc of how they look (tho,,, with what ej does,,, she might………… BUT READER ISN’T A HERO HERE SO……… yeah. i genuinely haven’t planned this far.)

O5 ﹕ idk if i’ll ever post another fic about ochako!reader but i rlly hope i do bc i love ochako and i love ej. i would yap non stop but eeehhh,,,

(≧◡≦) 𖬺 made by © QVAVILOVANI 𓈒𓈒𓈒 my works cannot be reposted, translated, or yadayada. thank you for understanding, mwah, mwah ( ≧ᗜ≦) ♡

[silkscent]

৯. ࡙ ͦ ᧔᧓ web:⠀꒰゙ ︎ 𓏴𓏴 THE CURRENT BOYFRIEND!? TREND WITH // the hawthorne brothers .ᐟ

notepad ♡. reposting one of my old, old, old works because SOMEBODY ( @captcincupid )won't stop spamming me(AGAIN). aaanndd since it's february,, i decided to just give in bc im that nice/j. lowk love how,,, comedy-ish my writing style was. oh how i mourn my old blog 💔 ++ i haven't mentioned this icmy old post, buttt jameson & reader are wearing disguises here, the viewers can tell it's them bc,,, well reader started the live lol

ꉂ🧷˙᧔‹　𝓹airings𓈒 𓈒 𓈒　jameson h. grayson h. nash h. xander h 𓈒 　　᧓

✿ reader is famous(influencer, actor, artist, whatever you prefer)𓈒　established relationships𓈒 bkdk mentioned𓈒 ⋮ 　fluff　 ⋮ 　ooc(?)　 ⋮ . ”

O1. ͝♡ ︎ ֹ ︎ ܸ. JAMESON ──hawthorne꒱:

it's a sunny thursday afternoon when you come up with the idea. the "my current boyfriend" trend is all over your fyp. every influencer couple, every softboy-girlfriend pair, god, even a couple who surprised you. it's stupid. it's great.

especially for a hawthorne.

and to be more specific? jameson hawthorne.

jameson winchester hawthorne. a.k.a #bestboyfriendrever (according to him)

so you wait until you're out. not on one of his dare-you-to-sail-up-the-roof days. no. it's one of the lowkey rare ones.(every date with jameson is rare. i mean. it's mr-this-is-risky-as-fuck-hell-yeah) just the two of you, strolling along a cobblestone street in town. he's describing a conspiracy he read on reddit that contains the illuminati, a cult of penguins, and an unexplained shortage of spoons in the hawthorne house dishwasher. yeah.

you, a.k.a mrs-im-fucking-with-mr-risk-here-and-im-taking-the-risk-gracie-abrams-who is on the case.

so you raise your phone, start the live, and smile.

“hey guys! just out with my current boyfriend━━”

jameson stops walking.

he stares at you, wide-eyed, like you just told him you're leaving him for grayson(i'm sorry.) or something worse. like you replaced all his protein bars with carrot sticks.

“current?”

his voice cracks.

you try not to laugh. really, you do.

“you━━” he stares at the camera, into the whole internet waiting to see this play out. “you're telling me. me. the love of your life. the guy who gave you a houseplant and named it after our ship name. i'm your current━━current boyfriend now?”

“yep,” you say kindly. “for now.”

jameson grabs his chest like you stabbed him.

“not the for now!”

he whips suddenly around to a pair of people walking their dog down the street. “did you hear that?! she said for now!”

the dog barked in agreement. i'm so sorry, owner.

he whips back toward you, scowling in feigned outrage dramatically. “this is a coup. this is slander. insulting. i demand an appeal.”

“it's a tiktok trend, jamie.”

“it's a crime,” he insists. “punishable by excessive cuddles. prepare yourself.”

he tackles. you cry out and attempt to flee, but he catches you, arms wrapped around your waist, twirling you in a crazed circle as your phone smacks against your leg. it hurts like a son of a gun. thank god you didn't fall.

“i'm cementing the eternal in eternal boyfriend,” he shouts over his shoulder. “record that.” you didn't even turn off the live.

he puts you down. you're both panting, laughing.

“okay, okay,” you wheeze. “what do you say to the vlog, mr. eternal boyfriend?”

he gently takes the phone.

“hi, internet. it's me. your beloved hawthorne. if you're seeing this, know that i'm not some temporary something. i'm permanent. i'm forever. like glitter.”

he smiles. “also, if she ever refers to me as her current boyfriend again, i'm going to rename her contact to 'future ex-girlfriend.' you've been warned.” he won't.

“say goodbye, jameson,” you say, still panting. wheezing.

“goodbye,” he says. then smiles again. “unless you're substituting me. then unfollow her straight away.”

@/punnypupslove: what the sigma. no.

@/averyismygf: so fucking close to a marriage proposal KMAOAAOOAOA 😭😭

@/needthatdihnow: green and orange themed disguises...BAKUDEKU MENTIONED BKDK

⤹ @/facedownassup67: ship so good it's EVERYWHERE 😭😭😭😭😭

@/jamieynengame: THIS IS LOVE. THIS IS FILM. THIS IS LIFE. HOLY PEAK

@/laufeysgoddess: 😭😭 atp we should. dude looked like he aged 10 years alr.

O2. ͝♡ ︎ ֹ ︎ ܸ. GRAYSON ──hawthorne꒱:

grayson is the sort of fellow who always observes. even when he acts as if he does not. the walking embodiment of composed, but you've caught the glint in his eyes when you rag him. the twitch of his lip when you make some outlandish remark. and you try to be as careful to not ruin your chance.

today, you're wearing something a little bit cuter, just because. you're getting lunch, nothing special(he let you decide, of course). you're waiting for the food, the two of you sitting at a tiny bistro table. he's reading his emails. you're adjusting your angles.

camera on. mission: current boyfriend-zone grayson davenport hawthorne.

“hey guys,” you say softly, looking up at him. “just having lunch with my current boyfriend.”

he stops.

like those creepy cartoon characters. but handsome edition.

sets down his phone.

“your what boyfriend?”

you blink innocently. “current boyfriend?”

he leans his head to one side, fingers interlaced beneath his chin. “interesting choice of word.”

“don't you like it?”

he shifts forward a fraction. “is there… a waiting list?”

you chuckle. “wouldn't you like to know.”

his face doesn't change, though his foot nudges yours beneath the table.

“i'm just curious,” he says. “should i be planning my exit interview? scheduling, retooling my resume?”

“depends,” you hum, taking a sip of your drink. “how well do you deal with clingy exes?”

the lift of his lips became slightly more wide. and holy cow, you bagged one hell of a man.

“i don't have exes,” he states. ( jump if you disagree /j)

“bold of you.”

“i have you,” he corrects. “and if you think you're taking my place, you're going to need a whole legal team.” is he talking to a hypothetical future boyfriend that you didn't even mention?

he reaches over, taking your phone lightly.

“to all her followers,” he says, “i’m the permanent installment. your ‘current boyfriend’ has a five-year plan and a backup spreadsheet.”

you whistle. "“is that a threat?”

he grins. “it’s a promise.”

@/freaklia: i'm crying real tears. grayson said NOT TODAY

@/libxmecanonbitch: i'm calling my lawyer for him

@/laufeysgoddess: I FUCKINH NEED NEED MEEDD UGHH being rich is just a bonus here tbh

@/graysondefensehehewtf: he handled that like a man planning a wedding

@/0938763linn: WHAT EVA...WHAT EVA!!!!!

⤹ @/laufeysgoddess: SOUTH PARK REFERENCE

O2. ͝♡ ︎ ֹ ︎ ܸ. NASH ──hawthorne꒱:

okay, so perhaps nash isn't necessarily really into being recorded. he doesn't care for cameras. but he does adore you. love you. and he loves it when you do stupid little trends because they make you smile. so today, when you two are driving out to a taco truck you adore, you decide to try it.

you're sitting passenger, phone held just so.

“hey guys,” you say. “my current boyfriend and i are heading to taco heaven.”

nash never even takes his eyes off the road.

“current, huh?”

you grin. “that's right.”

he nods slowly. “huh. should i just drop you off at your ex's then?”

“nash!”

he laughs. “just sayin'. if i'm on a timer, maybe you should get some variety in.”

“oh my god.”

he looks at the camera finally, raises an eyebrow. “she's lying. she already chose the wedding playlist.”

“you promised you'd forget that!”

“not when you include 'hopelessly devoted to you' by olivia newton-john's in the playlist. your drunk self even sang it to me.”

“don't take advantage of drunk me!”

he leans over at a red light and kisses your temple.

“no such thing as a current boyfriend here,” he informs me. “you're stuck with me.”

well, thank god. you wouldn't wanna be stuck with a shrek looking man, anyway.

@heireessavry: this is the softest chaos i've ever seen.

@/laufeysgoddess: NOT DRUNK 😭😭

@/nashxreadermwa: I NEED THESE TWO TO GET MARRIED ASAPPPPPP

@/hawthornegirlies: he's 100% done. & in love. help

@/nashyncanon: HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOUUUU

⤹ @/iwantyuri: Hopelessly devoted to you.... HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOUUUU😞😞😞😞😞❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

@/getsugurusoverusedcondom: i love them so much i wish healthy relationships were real

O4. ͝♡ ︎ ֹ ︎ ܸ. XANDER ──hawthorne꒱:

you should've known xander would take it too far.

he's sitting in your room, surrounded by wires and screens, messing around with his latest creation━━a burnt talking plant pot. (don't ask.)

you creep up, phone in hand. live on.

“hey guys,” you whisper. “just hanging with my current boyfriend━━”

xander looks up. blinks.

“error,” he declares. “statement invalid.”

what the fuck?

he takes out his phone. begins typing. a robotic voice from the plant pot.

“correction: i am the forever boyfriend. system update complete.”

xander turns to you. “try again.”

“okay, okay. hey guys, just hanging out with my forever boyfriend.”

he beams. “much better.”

then he kisses you on the cheek and says, “glad we cleared that up.”

@xanderlovebot: HE PROGRAMMED THE POT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

@sombrisaneed: is this love or a black mirror episode KMAOAAOAOAO little einsteins but with a love story

@/laufeysgoddess: someone stop him. or don't. actually don't

@/yeoniverseee: fav couple is live..... MY SHAYLAS

𐔌 ౨ৎ © SILKSCENT ━━ ❪ all rights reserved to me. these works cannot be reposted, translated, or modified. luv u, cherry pies ! xoxo ❫

[captcincupid]

SHE REPOSTED IT GUYS🥹🥹🥹🥹

[cherryseascns]

꣑ৎ GRUMP AND JUMP ୧ featuring : GRAYSON HAWTHORNE . ━━━━━⠀⠀.⠀ est. relationship.

୧ ׅ 𝙳ear readers ⊹ ۫ . 🕯️ ♡ ׂ  ۪ ੭ needed a distraction. made a possibly ooc grayson hawthorne smau,,,, hi., two more later ( it's not grayson tho )

p.s ━━ ❪ all rights reserved to cherrycrvsh. these works cannot be reposted, translated, or modified. mwah ! ❫

[captcincupid]

Girl said she'll make a P2 just to never make another jlb smau ever again💔

[silkscent]

“th—that’s my girl—friend, s-suckers!” toby yelled, mostly at tim and brian, who were very much across the street. the four of you had just finished a mission hours ago and needed a quick stop for gas.

there was a skating park near the station, so toby dragged you there after the car was filled, while the other two stayed back, probably smoking or just watching.

“your wife, toby.” you said, still holding his hands to prevent him from falling.

you and toby weren’t exactly married married because of your whole proxy thing. but that didn’t mean you couldn’t be. even if it wasn’t official, not recognized by the government, not written down anywhere. no weddings. just a wooden ring he carved instead of buying(stealing). not that either of you cared about normally getting married, anyway.

“mm—my w-wife! even b-better!” he shouted, spinning in place the best he could with the skates on(he'd be on the ground if it weren't for you, sighs).

“ev—everyone hee—ar t-that?! that’s my w-wife!” he yelled again, tics jumping in his hands and shoulders, but tim and brian were far enough away to ignore it. or hear.

you rolled your eyes but couldn’t hide the stupid smile spreading across your face. “toby, calm down. you sound like a lunatic.”

“i’m a l-lunatic. for y—you!” he shouted, lunging forward to grab your hand and loop it through his arm. “l-look at he—r! th—that’s my w-wife! n-no one can take her, sss—suckers!”

O1 ﹕ first fic lowk(highkey) Nervous

O2 ﹕ lololol guess who rewatched hotel transylvania with her niece...... nyways idk if this made sense at ALL. i js wanna write toby with THE johnnymavis scene. i love johnny & mavis sm i named my oc(paired w johnny kavanagh) mavis(icl i should've made this a johnny kavanagh x reader fic)

O3 ﹕ this is prolly ooc im sososo sorry chat 😿😿

O4 ﹕ the skates they were wearing are abandoned. a lot of kids do that(at least in my area) nyeah like rn me & my friend are wearing abandoned skates 😭

꒰୨ silk──scent 𖹭 ⸝⸝ 2026

[silkscent]

𓈒 ᧔᧓ TOWNSENT TXTS ﹙ . . . ﹚ MICHAEL TOWNSEND x READER SMAU ／ ooc? idk

📮 . . . oh woah. so like. its been YEARS woah woah woah. anw it's probs ooc gng sorry gng ignore tge time gng ... Haven't decided on a layout yet sooooo...also also missed my fav underrated series imimimim gonna reread em this summer trust

the title is so random whatgegelly...

lowkey... does this count as making a comeback????

♡ 　⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .　　. 　 ˚　. 　　 ✦⠀⠀⠀ ‎ֶָ֢ᐟ .   　　˚　　　 ♡ 　⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .　　. 　 ˚　. 　　 ✦⠀

♡ 　⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .　　. 　 ˚　. 　　 ✦⠀⠀⠀ ‎ֶָ֢ᐟ .   　　˚　　　 ♡ 　⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ .　　. 　 ˚　. 　　 ✦⠀

꒰୨ silk──scent 𖹭 ⸝⸝ 2026

[captcincupid]

Guess who made this I bet u dk hehehehehehheheheh

[jellyfishsthings]

Spa Days

navigation , dc navigation

WARNINGS: none really, just funny banter

requests are open

dividers by @cafekitsune

inspired from this fic by @yeoniverseee

Jason Todd, the brooding, gun-toting vigilante known as the Red Hood, isn't exactly the first person you'd picture slathered in a cucumber face mask. Yet, here we are, face-deep in a concoction of avocado and honey, with a fluffy pink headband perched precariously on his dark hair. This is your spa day, a rare moment of domestic bliss carved out from the chaos of Gotham, and honestly, it's been surprisingly…relaxing.

"Seriously? This is what you're doing?" Jason grumbled, his voice echoing in the vast cavern. He surveyed the scene with narrowed eyes: a blanket spread on the floor, laden with an arsenal of brightly colored nail polishes, facemasks that looked suspiciously like something Frankenstein's monster would wear, fluffy headbands, and a bowl of steaming water infused with essential oils that smelled suspiciously like lavender.

Jason scoffed. "De-stressing involves firing rounds at targets, not... whatever this is."

"Humor me," You pleaded, employing my best puppy-dog eyes. Jason, despite his gruff exterior, had a soft spot for those. After a moment of internal debate that was visible in the tic in his jaw, he sighed. "Fine. But if anyone sees this, you're dead."

Your relationship, a clandestine affair built on stolen moments and whispered promises, is often a tightrope walk between my civilian life and his dangerous world. Dates usually involve rooftop picnics offering a breathtaking view of the city, or quiet nights in his surprisingly cozy (and heavily fortified) apartment. But today, you decided we needed something lighter, something…normal. You'd envisioned a day dedicated to pampering, a chance to unwind and reconnect amidst the constant pressure of his double life.

First came the headbands. Wrestling one onto Jason’s stubborn, perpetually tousled hair was a feat in itself, but eventually, you managed to secure the fuzzy pink band. He looked, to put it kindly, ridiculous. You snorted with laughter, earning a glare that could curdle milk.

Next, the nail polish. You convinced him to let me paint just one finger, arguing that it was "research" to see which color best suited his… unique personality. He chose a matte black, which, honestly, wasn’t surprising. You opted for a vibrant turquoise, and you painstakingly applied layer after layer, trying to avoid getting it all over your fingers. Jason quickly realized that painting nails was far more difficult than disarming a bomb. The frustration was palpable.

"This is a waste of time," he muttered, his tongue poking out from the corner of his mouth as he concentrated on his single, gothic-chic fingernail.

"Relax," You chirped, gently buffing away a smudge on his pinky. "Enjoy the process. Embrace the… manicure."

Then came the facemasks. This was where things truly devolved into chaos. You had chosen a particularly gooey, green clay mask, promising it would "draw out impurities" and leave your skin "glowing." The application was messy, to say the least. Jason smeared the mask with the grace of a toddler finger-painting, getting it in his hair, on his clothes, and even managing to flick some onto the Batmobile.

You both looked like swamp monsters, but you couldn’t help but laugh. Jason, however, was not amused.

"This is the dumbest thing I've ever done," he declared, his voice muffled by the drying clay. "You know, I've faced down Scarecrow hopped up on Fear Toxin, and this is still the most terrifying thing I've done all week."

You giggled, gently smoothing the mask around his jawline. "Oh, relax, Jay. It's supposed to be soothing. Besides, you look…kinda cute."

He grumbled something unintelligible, but you saw the corners of his lips twitch. Progress. The whole process started with a bit of reluctant participation. You'd lured him in with the promise of quality time and the persuasive argument that a little self-care was essential, even for hardened vigilantes. I’d prepped everything beforehand. Soft, fluffy towels, essential oils diffusing lavender and chamomile, and a meticulously curated selection of face masks, nail polishes, and bath bombs.

The atmosphere was surprisingly comfortable. We talked, not about the gritty realities of Gotham’s underbelly, but about mundane things: favorite movies, childhood memories, even his surprisingly discerning taste in music. For a few precious hours, you were just two people enjoying each other’s company, a welcome respite from the ever-present threat looming over our lives.

That's when disaster struck.

It started with a knock. A hesitant, almost sheepish knock that I immediately recognized.

"That'll be Tim and Damian," Jason sighed, a hint of exasperation in his voice. "What do they want?"

You shrugged. "Probably just checking in. Don't worry, I'll handle it."

You opened the door to find Tim Drake, the ever-logical Red Robin, and Damian Wayne, the fiercely competitive Robin, standing awkwardly on the doorstep. The scene that greeted them was, you imagine, rather unexpected. Two figures covered in green goo, one sporting a pink headband and a single black fingernail, surrounded by an array of brightly colored beauty products.

Tim's jaw dropped. Damian, on the other hand, simply raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

"What," Damian said, his voice dripping with disdain, "is the meaning of this… unspeakable horror?"

Jason, seizing the opportunity, immediately threw me under the bus. "It's all her fault!" he exclaimed, gesturing wildly in my direction with his goo-covered hands. "She forced me into this ridiculous charade!"

"Uh…we were just…wondering if everything was alright?" Tim stammered, his voice betraying his surprise. "We saw the light on and…well…"

Before you could formulate a coherent explanation, Jason emerged from the living room, face mask still firmly in place. The sight of the Red Hood, notorious for his lethal methods, looking like a pampered spa enthusiast was clearly too much for them to process.

Tim’s jaw dropped. Damian, however, simply raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes.

"Todd," Damian said, his voice laced with thinly veiled mockery. "What exactly is going on here?"

Jason, never one to back down from a challenge, crossed his arms, a defiant glint in his eyes. "It's a spa day. What's it to you?"

"A spa day?" Tim repeated, his voice cracking slightly. "You? Really?"

"Yeah, really," Jason retorted. "Got a problem with that, Replacement?"

The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife. You could see this quickly escalating into a full-blown argument, complete with hurled insults and possibly even a few Batarangs. You decided to intervene.

"Guys, chill out," You said, stepping between them. "It's just a little relaxation. Why don't you come in? We've got plenty of face masks to go around."

Tim, recovering from his initial shock, started to chuckle. "Are those… facemasks?" he asked, gesturing to your green faces.

"Indeed," Damian replied, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. "It appears our elder brother has succumbed to the allure of… self-care."

"Don't even start," Jason growled, but a faint smile played on his lips.

You expected resistance, perhaps even outright refusal. But to your surprise, Tim and Damian exchanged a hesitant glance. The allure of pampered relaxation, it seemed, was stronger than sibling rivalry.

And then, the unthinkable happened.

"Actually," Tim said, his voice thoughtful, "I could use a facial. All-nighters take a toll on your skin."

Damian, ever the competitive one, wasn't about to be outdone. "If Drake is participating in this… frivolous activity, then I shall as well. One must maintain a flawless complexion, even while fighting crime."

Suddenly, Operation Spa Day expanded.

Convincing Tim and Damian to participate was surprisingly easy. Getting them to relax, however, was another story. Damian insisted on analyzing the ingredients of the facemask for potential toxins, while Tim meticulously researched the benefits of each nail polish color. Jason, surprisingly, seemed to be enjoying himself, albeit in a begrudging sort of way.

You ended up painting Damian's nails a subtle, sophisticated grey, while Tim opted for a bright, almost neon green. Jason, emboldened by the presence of his brothers, demanded you paint his other nails black as well.

Of course, your newfound zen was short-lived. As you were rinsing off your facemasks, a deep voice boomed from the shadows.

"What," Batman said, his voice laced with disbelief, "is going on here?"

The sight that greeted him was even more absurd than what Tim and Damian had stumbled upon. Four figures, faces still slightly green, sporting various shades of nail polish, surrounded by a chaotic mess of beauty products.

He didn’t say anything for a long moment, just stared at you, his cowl casting his face in shadow. Then, a very faint, almost imperceptible twitch appeared at the corner of his lips.

“Did you… paint your nails?” he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

Jason, never one to miss an opportunity, grinned. “Yeah, Batsy. You’re next.”

Batman simply shook his head, a mixture of exasperation and amusement in his eyes. He surveyed the scene one last time, then turned and walked away, muttering something about needing a stronger cup of coffee.

You all exchanged glances, then burst out laughing. Even Damian, surprisingly, cracked a small smile.

[snoopyberry]

I seriously can’t stand those “make an image that looks like a selfie taken on an iPhone” trends. Are we being for real right now??? People are out here generating blurry fake photos of fictional characters, doomed ships, or their non-canon kids like it’s groundbreaking. No hate to the characters—but full hate to the trend.

We literally have talented artists and cosplayers making amazing content for us 😭 We do not need ai to do it. It’s so ridiculous. And no, I’m not an artist—but don’t hit me with the whole “You don’t know how hard it is to draw—” Like okay??? Then practice??? ai isn’t human. It’s a program. A robot.

Cosplayers exist 😭😭🙏🏼 LET THEM SPOIL US INSTEAD 🙏🏼😭 “But my fandom is underrated—” Then you cosplay. It doesn’t have to be accurate. Make a paper wig, use your real hair, do what you can. Every time I see one of those “Make a ___ blab blah blah blah” slides on tiktok, I genuinely want to scream. GET THAT STUFF AWAY FROM MEEEEE

YOU'RE TAINTING MY CULTURE. STOPPSPSPSPSSP

Okay, thank you<333333

[captcincupid]

i love your new theme!!!!!

AHSIAHAYA TYANK YOUU

[sbg-incorrect-quotes]

Taylor: You good? Where'd you go?

Aiden: Had a breakdown in a cemetery. Don't worry about it.

[captcincupid]

Yay new url and theme

[cherryseascns]

Followed you then unfollowed you right away when I saw you being moots with a shifter... Ew... Or do you not know dove and that Caleb user is a shifter...

we are taking this OUTSIDE‼️‼️‼️‼️ of course i know they're both shifters. 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 i literally call shifters "shifties"😕😕😕 AND THEY'RE LIKE. VVV NICE STFU. what did they even do to yew vro. like:

𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑛 𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 !? 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑢 𝑐𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 !?!?!? 𝑖 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑒 !¡ 𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑓𝑦𝑟 𝑟𝑦𝑡𝑠 !? 𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑓𝑦𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑒𝑦𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 !!!!! 𝑖 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎... 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑡 !! 𝑖 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑦𝑒 𝑖𝑑𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑.. 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑖𝑒... !! 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑛, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒.. !!!!!!!!!! 𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓸𝓷𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓲 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓲'𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮

i used to have HOOP DREAMS until i found out there were other ways to SCORE😈😈😈😈 if you're gonna be my BITCH!!! you HAVE to be OBEDIENT ! you CANNOT be a WHORE!!!

ate... ma... I'M GETTING MARRIED!!! ANO⁉️ MAGPAPAKASAL⁉️⁉️⁉️ so he and nicole got back together 👠👠🤨🤨🤑🤑❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 eh, sana nga yung nicole nalang, ano? e KASO.. HINDI! yung BAGO!! yung PRINCESS!!!! OH MY GAAAASH!?!? 😧😧😧 YUNG NAKILALA NIYA SA BARKO!?!? E CHARARAT 'YUN E😞😞💀💀 HAH‼️⁉️⁉️ sino ba yung princess na 'yan?🤨 hindi kaba nag babasa nang email and fb updates ko sayo??🤬🤬🤬 AY! wala na kasi akong time mag basa ng ganyan d2...🥲🥲 sobra kasing busy, sa mga trainings, seminars!! alam mo na‼️‼️ sino nga uli yan? 😁😁 yung nagfefeeling broadway singer na WALA namang BOSES!😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😤😤😤🫩🫩 kulang na nga sa talent... kulang pa sa PES!! at kulang sa salita🤪🤪 nung pinakilala sakim ni reb² wala halos imik, at kung makakapit sakanya akala mo linta 😑😑😑😑 yang babaeng yan, hindi kopa nakita hindi kona gusto hah😤😤 hindi kaya nakulam o nagayuma ang bunso natin...? does mama know?😶 how did she react?🍵 of course she's not happy. e kailan lang nakilala ni cj yung gurl🫩🫩 eh kelan nga ba⁉️ 4 months ago... sa cruise🙄🙄 diba? AAHHHH sí, sí. nag cruise NGA pala si reb² para makapag move on kay nic—.. 🤔 SANDALI! EDI KASALANAN MO PALA‼️‼️Ako⁉️ e idea kaya ni ate alex yon. OY BAKLAAA😠😠😠🤡🤡🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🌈🌈🌈👨‍❤️‍👨👨‍❤️‍👨👬👬 umagree ka naman Diba ⁉️ tsyaka sino ba yung bumili ng ticket 😠Ako ba????? Oh..? So it's my fault now😐😒😒😒 kung alam kolang na yung kapatid nyong yan ang PROMOTOR, i wouldn't have agreed to that stupid idea..🙄🙄 ... btw the wedding's happening in TWO weeks💩💩 two weeks? buntechi?? INSTANT MAMI😱😱😱😱 hindi 💀💀💀 oh? e bakit nagmamadali? e bakit pa daw nila patatagalan kung true love 💘😘❤️ na?🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 weh?🤡 tRuE lOvE mY ASS 💩💩💩 QUESOOO😭😭😭 QUEJOROR!!!! ka chaepan!😔😔😔 Anyway, ANO pa ang mga opinion naten kailangan umuwi para sa BIG event? HUH!? UMUWI!?!? pati AQUOH⁉️⁉️⁉️ yup.😐 hiling ni rebreb at utos ni Mama. Dapat KUMPLETO tayo. TAYONG LAHAT⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ uuwi si teddy? Sandali3x hindi ako sigurado diyan! E check ko Muna schedule ko, busy Ako this month😭 ehh.... si bobby? ..... i'll check my sched. ... sige check korin schedule ko ah!

[captcincupid]

GAGO HAHAHAHAHAS AALIS TALAGA ANG ANTI SHIFTERS SAYO BEH😭😭😭😭 ANG AIRCON HUMOR NAG KANAL HUMOR NA PUTANGINA AJAHABAHHAHAHAHAAHHA

[cherryseascns]

if that guy actually downloads tumblr,,, im gonna need someone to act as my gf so he goes poof.

[captcincupid]

Everyone should be your gf

[cherryseascns]

let's hear it from the MAAAANN of the year,,,,,,,,,,,

[captcincupid]

"but pwede kitang e court?"( Translation: but, can I court you? )NAG TAGLISH PA AHHAHAAH Ew ew ew ew ew